Author's Note: Unedited Chapter
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All around the planet, debris of charred rocks floated in mid-air, circling the Earth like ominous, lifeless satellites.
The once pristine planet now bore deep dark fissures that could be seen even from space, cracks that radiated across the surface like the veins of a dying creature.
The atmosphere itself seemed fractured, with dark lines snaking through the void surrounding Earth, as if the fabric of reality itself had been torn.
Wilendor's eyes widened, and his voice rumbled with deep concern. "This… is Earth? What in the cosmos happened here?"
Gustav's heart sank as he surveyed the devastation from orbit. The planet looked like it had been through a war—an apocalyptic event that had ripped apart the world they had left behind. His cosmic senses picked up the energy signatures lingering in the debris, and it filled him with an unsettling realization.